Monday, September 11, 2017

Under The Door If Not Over

water streams into
the corners of the mind
will we get out in time

what if
there is no we
but only I

like some dread vagabond.
who's on the line
the soul questions

and answers itself
no one that you know
who knows you

from a former time
and the water streams
underneath the Dream's

best door
you watch it pooling on the floor
as if you were at the movies

but it's real
and you're in the film
kind of in a starring role

though you never auditioned.
or can't remember if you did
watching the mission

of those on a dryer shore

report the predicament
of so many
alice weeping because

no forecast is granted you
that remains the same
from minute to minute

changeable as she is
someone says invisble,
and yet in pain.

mary angela douglas 11 september 2017